A/N: Here is Chapter two!!!! Just so you all know, I do not personally play the guitar, but I do sing in my church's choir. If any of my info. concerning the guitar is wrong, let me know and I'll try to fix it. Anyway...On with the show!!!
By the time the after Christmas term had started, Ginny was still trying to learn 'Mary Had a Little Lamb.' Yeesh. This is harder than I thought it would be. I think I'll get it eventually. Ginny thought as she sat practicing on her bed in the Gryffindor girl's dorm. I will get this. She thought resolutely as she struggled through the song. I wonder who could help me? Hermione said she never played an instrument, and I don't know any other muggle-borns. I guess I'll just keep working on it.Ginny's decision to work hard on her music began to show in her grades. They were slipping slightly. Not quite enough to get her i trouble, but just enough for the teachers to notice.
"Ms. Weasley, You are aware that your grades are falling?" Professor McGonagall asked her one day after class.
"Yes ma'am. I'll get my mind back on classes and work to get them back up." Ginny replied.
"Good." Professor McGonagall said as way of dismissal.
Okay, a little more classes and less music. I think I can do that.
Several weeks later, Ginny's grades were back up and she had finally found the 'key' to playing the guitar. She finally understood all the things that the books had been teaching her.
Ecstatically, she hollered for Hermione while running down the stairs and into the common room.
"Hermione!!! I got it now. Come listen!!" Ginny flopped down on one of the couches and got her guitar ready.
"Ginny, do you realize that it is three o'clock in the morning?" Hermione asked sleepily while trudging down the stairs.
"Yeah, but I know how to play now. I really have it now. Please Listen to at least one song, and then you can go back to bed."
"Fine, but just this once." Hermione said settling down in an armchair across form Ginny.
"When the last eagle flies Over the last crumbling mountain And the last lion roars At the last dusty fountain In the shadow of the forest Though she may be old and worn They will stare unbelieving At the Last Unicorn
When the first breath of winter Through the flowers is icing And you look to the north And a pale moon is rising And it seems like all is dying And would leave the world to mourn In the distance hear her laughter It's the Last Unicorn I'm alive... I'm alive
When the last moon is cast Over the last star of morning And the future is past Without even a last desperate warning Then look into the sky where through The clouds a path is formed Look and see her how she sparkles It's the Last Unicorn I'm alive... I'm alive."
Hermione applauded, looking slightly stunned.
"Ginny, that was amazing, especially since you just learned how to play."
"I'm glad that you said that. You see, I have a couple of songs that I'm working on and once I've got them down, I'm going to start busking in the halls between classes."
Hermione's eyes were opened quite wide as she watched Ginny head back up the stairs.
A/N: The song is from the movie The Last Unicorn. If you have any suggestions for songs for Ginny to sin, let me know, I'd appreciate it.
